Between the billion shots of the sky, sunsets and fewer sunrise, all can be encapsulated in a few words - “you had to be there.” Until our photo reproduction can fill the void of infinite space (the visible universe is finite, I know) it will never suffice. It’ll get better, but until then we will still adore the photographs that capture the color, the clarity and the composure (mine sorely lack, taken with a phone from a moving vehicle, but you get the idea). I’ll still be taking and viewing these photos, but it won’t be the same as that’s what closing our eyes are for, to imagine yourself there. Remember the last sunset you truly watched, who you were with, alone and contemplating or together and contemplating. That is, until the stars come out.